Since I have not lived at St. Paul's since W06, since most people on my LJ friends list haven't lived there in two years, and since I'm going to be graduate in a few days, I thought that it'd be fun to take a trip down memory lane. (Plus, I want to document these stories before I forget them.) These are the never-told-before stories of the
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We unscrewed the plate to expose a slot in the door just barely large enough for a human head to fit through. I stuck mine through the slot, squeezed the rest of my body after it and found myself inside Dungeon storage. I tried the doorknob and it unlocked, allowing Drew to help me move stuff in.
When we were done, we simply screwed the plate back and nobody ever found out. Until now :)
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Thanks for the contributions! There's a ton of these random stories out there, I know.
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To my great relief, the don saw me drinking a glass full of brownish liquid and remarked, "you just can't get enough chocolate milk, can you?" with a smile before walking past me. Saved by my reputation :)
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